Hello, I blog!
I share all my sporadic and toilet thoughts in here, because I am random like that.
Just because I can.
Just because I am fully aware that as a traveller, we (possibly) lose all right to privacy (within a reasonable limit, of course) where our personal belongings are concerned, and are quite liable to have our baggages opened and checked post check-in without our knowledge.
And because I hate having people rummage through my stuff because (by my standards) absolutely no one is as neat as I can be. Plus, laziness usually prevails and these people just might leave my stuff in an absolute mess.
Friendly message to security officials.
Just in case you are experiencing trouble reading the text in the image:
OH HELLO (:
If you (anyone else except me) are reading this, you are possibly inspecting my bag for security.
One request – please put my things back where they belong when you’re done with your inspection because I am really anal about tidiness.
THANK YOU (:
Dearest security officials at Changi Airport, Hong Kong International Airport and Vancouver International Airport – please be nice to my belongings. Kthxbai.
I’ll be flying off in less than eight hours. Until then!
Fishing noobs
Me and three friends – S, R and J – having a conversation over a pre-dinner snack at Simpang Bedok two weeks ago. (Yes folks, we had a meal before a meal.)
And then, there was S‘s friend – a colleague, to be more precise. No, he was not present at our conversation. We have no clue who he is and have never met him before. Let’s call him C.
Apparently, S, R and J and me had absolutely no clue what we could do during our next planned outing, and that was when R thought of doing some fishing.
That was when C came into the picture because he fishes on a regular basis and knows the basic techniques (and all the other thingamajigs one has to know about fishing). Plus, he was always looking for people to accompany him on his fishing stints which was why S suggested we join him.
Conversation hereby goes.
Part I
S – So are you guys sure you’re interested? I’ll drop an SMS to C.
R, J and me – Okayyyy.(S‘s phone beeps a short while later, a response from C.)
S – C just replied. He asks whether you guys have any fishing experience and equipment.
R, J and me – Err …
Well, quite obviously none of us have any proper fishing experience.
A short fishing encounter (with rented equipment) during one of our prior overseas trips together does not count. Plus, that was like … two years ago?!
Part II
(R, J and myself were still hem and hawing since we weren’t sure how to respond to C‘s question.)
R – Well, I have a net. (The small one that catches goldfish, apparently.)
J – I have um, rubber bands to err … tie the fish together.
Me – Well, I have a bucket.(S broke out laughing and we all followed suit.)
S – Ohmygoodness. So how? What do I tell him? Obviously I can’t tell him all that. He’ll think we’re nuts.
(R snatches phone from S and sends out another SMS to C reiterating exactly what we just said.)
S, J and me – ZOMG. Seriously?!
Yeah. Quite obviously, my friends are nuts.
No wait, what am I saying? I am just as equally nuts.
Part III
(S‘s phone beeps a few minutes later, and we all waited expectantly as she reads the incoming message.)
S – Um, he says he has enough fishing rods for all of you. And you can leave the net and the rubber bands at home.
R, J and me – ?!?!
J – You mean, he actually took us seriously?(A few seconds later.)
Me – Oh, shit. Wait. Does that mean I have to bring MAH BUKKIT?!
But honestly, C is such a nice guy. Other experienced fisherman would have laughed us out of the country and would have rejected a bunch of noobs like us tagging along on their trips. Whereas C even offered to loan us rods.
So my guess is, fishing is on the list for one of our coming outings!
My life’s full of little theme songs.
If I want to relive any part of my life, all I have to do is to play its song.
I don’t know about everyone else, but almost every aspect of my life is defined by a particular song. Be it an event, a phase of life or a vacation. All I have to do is to play the song, and it brings back the atmosphere and the memories.
How does a song become the ‘theme song’ of a particular phase of my life?
Well, it could be that the song was ubiquitous at that point in time. It could also be a song that was playing over and over in my head throughout the period, or a song that I just happened to hear before the event took place and it somehow stuck. Otherwise, it could be particularly poignant or memorable catch-phrases in the song which fitted the event.
Every vacation I take with my parents, friends or relatives has its own ‘theme song’, which really helps when I crave for another holiday. When I feel particularly reminiscent, I’ll play the song, sit back and daydream … and suddenly, I’ll find myself back at the place again.
Almost every song on my playlist has an event attached to it.
Meanwhile, lemme’ share some of my favourite songs over the years, and the various life events they were attached to.
(Warning, long entry up ahead!)
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